Bass! How low can you go? Death row what a knows Once again, back is the animal
The incredible D. Public Enemy one Five-O said "Freeze!" and I got Can't I tell 'em that I really had a gun? But it's the wax the Terminator X spun
Now they got me in a cell, 'cause my records sell 'Cause a brother like me "Well, a prophet and I think you ought to listen to What he can say to you, you ought to do"
for now, power to the people say "Make a D, pump the lyrical" Black is back, all in, gonna win it out, yeah y'all, here we go again
Turn it up! tha noise! it up! Bring tha noise!
Never badder bad, 'cause the brother is madder than mad At the fact that's corrupt as a Soul on a roll, but you it like soap on a rope 'Cause the beats in the are so dope
Listen for lessons I'm saying inside the critics are blasting me for They'll never for the brothers and sisters Now the country has us up for the war
We got to demonstrate, on now gonna have to wait till we get it right Radio I question their blackness call themselves black, but we'll see if they play this
Turn it up! tha noise! it up! Bring tha noise!
Get from in front of me, the crowd to me My deejay is warm, he's X, I call him Norm, ya He can cut a record from to side So what, the ride, the glide should be much safer a suicide
control, beat is the father of your rock n' roll Music for whatcha, for whichin', you a band, man Makin' a music, abuse it, but you do it, ya know You call 'em demos, but we limos, too
Whatcha do? Rap is not afraid of you Beat is for Bono, beat is for Yoko Ono Run DMC first said a could be a band Stand on feet, get you out your seat
Beat is for Eric B, and L.L. as well, Wax is for Anthrax, still it can bells Ever forever, universal, it sell for me to exit, Terminator X-it
Turn it up! tha noise! it up! Bring tha noise!
From coast to coast, so you stop being a comatose 'Stand, my man? The beat's the with a boast dose with some pizzazz, it will last why you ask? Roll with the stars, still never get accepted as
We got to pleed the fifth, we can need to wait, get the record straight Hey, posse's in effect, got the Terminator X to sign checks, to get paid
We got to it out down on the avenue A magazine or two is me and dissing you Yeah, I'm you